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yourmediahasproblems:

littlemissrantsalot:

yourmediahasproblems:

i want to create a tv show about a group of friends where they’re all queer except the one token cishet friend who’s only there to say stereotypical “straight” things for laughs like “macklemore got me into rap” and “my mom and i got into a fight because she wouldn’t buy me a fourth obey snapback”

Or we could just stop stereotyping people.

you’re cast

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)
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orux:


A geisha in Kyoto, Japan, applies the blood-red lipstick that completes her traditional makeup. Modern geisha carry on an ancient profession; they privately entertain Japan’s rich and powerful men and maintain total confidentiality.
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apriki:

"In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines,lived twelve little girls in two straight lines …”
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im-horngry:

Cinnamon Rolls - As Requested!
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bloodlesssvein:

transparent
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allakinwande:

Invisible people: Blacks in Egypt

Forty-five tribes have populated Egypt’s deserts for millennia and yet their existence remains a mystery(lol they know we there they just want to crush us..the arab is worst than the devil in Afrika) to the country’s urban masses. The Characters of Egypt Festival aims to showcase their ways of life. Injy El-Kashef was there
Via-
http://www.assatashakur.org/forum/afrikan-world-news/35207-invisible-people-blacks-egypt.html

jakemalik:

I respect those people who get a lot done on their days off cause I am the absolute opposite and do nothing all day whenever I can

thavaticanvagina:

Griselda Blanco, the Godmother of Cocaine, (show: Deadly Women)

Boss Ass Bitch

clamjob:
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Dentist pulled the tooth out yesterday. But it’s always a good idea to demonstrate to your co-workers that you are capable of withstanding a tremendous amount of pain. Plus, it’s always fun to see Tom faint.

Canvas  by  andbamnan